Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

'Is there a problem between the two? · · · · ·.'

In the game, there were no contact fever and overtime.

I reviewed and analyzed the two of them.

'Is that it?'

Following the India of Destiny, the conversation I heard in the traditional culture classroom came to mind.

— "If you say the Red Wall Bar is okay, you will know who the Red Wall Bar is."

— "Yeah. I will definitely ask."

The day you used the word politely to make me ogre.

Moonlight asked me to say thank you.

'By the way, I didn't say anything about the period.'

If I had known, the day I met him, I would have said:

— Teacher! Remember the count? He wants to say thank you to the teacher. '

You don't have to ask me without informing me that you have found me.

The face of the hardened fever looked shady.

"Well, then I'll do the judgment."

At that time, a propellant appeared behind me.

The fever that was standing between me and the quadriceps, sitting opposite the chessboard, made me panic as I later realized his presence.

It was strange that I didn't immediately detect the mechanism of the gun.

He said he was staring at the fever for about two seconds, as he thought.

"Joon Fever, there's a little bit of a dizziness. Stop by the nursing home to check for signs of vitality. Or because Sang-hee is in the campus right now, call Akea and say,"

"Thank you for your concern. The vital signs weren't blurred enough to feel abnormal. Then I'll sit down and watch."

The solvent gun lifts one eyebrow and does not let go.

I don't know if I've seen that overprotection once or twice. "That dragon is starting again."

"Teacher Yong, please take care of the referee."

When the oral route was indirectly rushed, the solvent reluctantly nodded.

"· · · · · Yes. I'll throw a coin."

Between the player and the backer by throwing coins.

The fever took out a folding chair in the Grand Chamber and sat down.

I felt like I was sitting at a distance from the moonlight.

"Please start the Great Kingdom."

At the same time as the match initiation signal of the solvent, the posterior contour pressed chess clack.

The last order of magnitude and magnitude was the reverse.

'· · · · · · · Headache.'

Headaches get worse and the fingertips get cooler each time.

It would have been unbearable without my playable characters sitting in the Grand Chamber watching me.

'It's still hard to put it like it used to be.'

I was regarded as a persistent and obstinate chess player who dug up and knocked down my opponent's weaknesses, even though I wanted to go back a long way.

But now that the psychiatric body is time-limited, I think of the best, the fastest, rather than the best.

'There's still a lot to overcome.'

Watching the chessboard and waiting for the next number.

"I abstain."

Another abstention was taken.

I got into the end game, but I haven't even checked yet.

It lasted longer than last time.

"My righteousness has won! Congratulations!"

"Congratulations."

"Then let's review it together."

After shaking hands with the wall, the crowds sat in the audience.

It was soon followed by a review by the Grand Duchy.

"Oral abstention is because you think that if Luke cooperates with the King of Righteousness in holding the position, it will be a check soon, right?"

"Oh, it was a special rule to keep a certain distance between King and King, wasn't it?"

"Yes, a king with an offer is a rule of thumb."

After Yongjae finished commenting on Moonlight and Han, a chess novice.

He said with a sad face, offering a few numbers that the outline could hold.

"You're quick to give up, Oral."

I had a face that I regretted more.

It was much better this way than it was hollowed out.

When I left the Grand Chamber to greet Hani and Thanksgiving, a deep fever came into my eyes.

I smiled and received greetings from first-graders, but I couldn't deceive my eyes, the fossil of Mangem.

"I didn't comment at all. '

I need to meet my disciple and talk to him soon.

* * *

Directions to Kim Yuri's house.

Although it was a form of observation, this time I stopped by the bakery, MITRON, in front of the front door for two people who came to support my great nation.

I said no to living, but I stubbornly admired two of MITRON's regular guests.

"I tried to hold out a lot this month."

"I don't know what to eat during the plum flavored gelato and black-chockberry triple."

"Let's both choose and share."

"Yes? It's okay! The apricot custard tart you didn't eat last time is not out of stock, so pick one."

In front of the display table, Han and Moon Chosen the menu nicely.

I decided to yell everything that touched my eyes for the two people I was worried about.

I said I'd pick out the rest of the kids, and I started bringing desserts to the tray energetically.

I didn't even eat dinner yet, but I felt like I was hungry.

'You should spend money like this.'

It was a wise consumption strategy to buy snacks for half our children.

I just won a bunch of prizes for playing at the SSR-grade relay attack party last weekend.

'Last time I was standing in the morning. Sometimes I do my calculations in the evening.'

The player was standing directly on the counter at MITRON's party, whether it was a coincidence or not.

In Partisi, I also had a little chat about how I got to know my regular moonshine and Han.

"I got candy with the dumplings! I have over 10, so I'll share them later."

"I want strawberry cream."

"Then I taste lime!"

When I arrived at Kim Yuri's house talking so peacefully.

Kim Yuri opens the door later than usual and talks in a joke.

"Hahaha, come on! I had a little bad timing."

Looking inside the living room, Emperor Ho, who was the first person to laugh right away, caught his eye.

It was ominous to see him like that.

Bad timing?

"Oh, really!"

It was Song Dae-Seok who raised his voice.

He stares at us who have just arrived, expressing his dirty feelings as a whole.

"You didn't come to the study group and you were wandering around. If you're going to be late like this, you'd better not come. Not at all helpful."

"Marble!"

"Hahahaha!"

When Ming Green stopped him, Song Dae-Seok immediately shut his mouth, but Huangji started laughing.

Though a little embarrassed, we sat down without much care, understanding that Song Dae-woong is the nature of the rock and Emperor Ho is back.

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong?"

Kwon Lena smiled awkwardly as she asked him.

"Actually, Greene was going to practice taking off the AR glass. You've been to Yuri's house a lot, so you should get used to it a little bit, and you're the only four people I haven't seen in a while, right? I was trying to test you because I thought maybe four of you would be okay."

Is it the effect of Hong Kyungbok White coming to school?

I can't believe Mingreen's so aggressive.

'I also know why Song Dae-Stone is angry.'

Opportunity for Mingreen to overcome the trauma and take off the AR Glass given by a stranger.

That's what I didn't like about flying.

"If that were the case, I would have given up my seat!"

"I'll be right out."

"No, it's okay! I was thinking of going home for dinner."

When Ming Green said that, Song Dae-woong immediately started packing.

You wanted to go home sooner.

"There are plenty of ingredients for dinner."

"You can't wait at home. We're going."

Kim Yuri dried up, but the family couldn't catch him anymore, so he evacuated the two of them.

"Can I help you prepare for dinner tomorrow?"

When Ming Green announced his intention to go to dinner tomorrow, Song Dae-woong bluntly disliked him behind his back.

Kim Yuri replied with a smile without falling on his face.

"Absolutely. Tomorrow, let's go to Green and Marble's favorite menu."

"Yes! See you tomorrow, then."

"Let's go."

As Ming Green greets her, she pushes her back out the door, almost dragging the stone.

I asked for a quieter porch.

"How far did Jindo go?"

The remaining children smiled with a subtle expression.

"What happened? So what we're going to study today is the player's battle theory 1, right?"

"Hahaha, that's how we studied satellite parts."

"That son of a bitch said a lot."

To us, the puzzling Voulena pointed to a textbook spread out on the table.

"You have the 'Party Strategy Using Satellite Information' part in this trial. In that part, Hyodon and I went through a little bit, and the marble suddenly threw up ten sides and explained."

Well, I can't believe my playable character did such a strange thing.

"There was a satellite morale in the game. '

The future hope of Song Dae-Seok is to become a researcher in the satellite management team or satellite development team through the 3D department within the association.

He's the grandson of a hero's iron arm, and he's got an amazing talent, so he rarely put it out of his mouth because of the pressure to be a second-ranker player.

'This time, I hope you have a dream.'

In the game, Song Dae-Stone was one of the settings that was only briefly opened in his recollection before he died.

'We need to find out if there's no intern in the association.'

You won't have the courage to do it yourself, so you'll need to throw a change ball to help.

I quickly came up with a number to fulfill my playable character's dream.

* * *

Upon returning to the dormitory, a pushed device message came to my attention.

Most of the time I was late to receive my relay action award and send a congratulatory message.

[Octo Yeon] Eun-hyun! I heard you took over from Hong Cheon. He's still 17. He's on SSR-grade second-grade assault? Are you crazy? You want to die? But you fought well. Well done. I hope you don't have to fight too well next time!

[Octo Yeon] By the way, Eun-hyun, if you have time to go on a weekend like this, won't you come with me to the baseball field? It's because of the satellite work at the fort.

Octoyeon's message was cut off here.

Did you get hurt by Octoyun while writing a message?

The point was hard to understand, but I was worried about me, the silver man, and I wanted to go to the baseball field anyway.

'I also came to Team Leader Hong Gyubin.'

Hong Gyu Bin sent an encouraging message that he doesn't have any overtime yet, wants to call for dinner, wants to book the first edition of his next magazine, and has suffered from a SSR-grade handover.

'Uh, there's something else in the last row.'

I pulled the scroll and saw one more line of messages left by Hong Gyu-bin.

[Hongyubin] Be careful with the tricks. It's unusual to laugh these days.

I've also been in contact with the Emperor, so I'm probably doing something behind my back.

I sent a message to Hong Gyu Bin saying thank you very much and wrote a new message.

[I] Hello, Senior, the author.

[I] I want to tell you about the honorary teacher of silver advertising that you declined last time.

· · · · · ·.

Briefly explaining what I was doing today, the author sent a very positive answer.

[Proprietor] Yeah.

[Proprietor] I'll talk to Jarod.

The authority of the team master of the lake of eternity.

It was hard for the team master to make the decision alone, so I thought about consulting with Jarod Lee.

'Jarod won't even dry up. If the team master suddenly takes over teaching, there will be a lot of work to be done.'

The last thing I checked was a group message room with Jang Nam Wook and Yooseong-hoon.

When I entered the message room, I was notified that I was typing a message.

* * *

In the dark.

Hundreds of butterflies hover around the butterfly spirit, scattering scales of light.

"Well, not this either."

Pasak!

As she grabs the white palm, a bifurcated mass of butterflies crumble.

She kept blowing butterflies.

Pod!

Dozens of butterflies are disappearing.

She finally stops moving as she reads the information condensed in the scattered scaly powder.

As if she had got the information she wanted, she pulled her tail and laughed.

"Huhu, I got some good information like Mo, but there are a lot of 'eyes' that I can't tell."

Watching the scaly powder disappear from the light, she mutters in a laughing voice.

"Silver basketball is hard to get to, so let's go to the lake."

She laughs again and recalls the blue-eyed violinist.

* * *

Ends